Tuesday, September 30, 2008

2 happiest days

In the background you will see our happiest day to date. In the foreground you will see Leslie's second happiest day to date. She loves linguine and I am so happy to make it. This dish is linguine puttanesca. Kalamata Olives, capers, tomatoes, some spices and 10 anchovies. It's bold, powerful and crazy good. This proves again that a large bowl of good pasta will make everything alright.

Sunday, September 28, 2008

Church signs enter the 21st Century

I'm in charge of the church sign, so should I put this in the lineup? It connects where people are at.

Thursday, September 25, 2008


This is my awesome morning hair. Leslie refers to this phenomanana as my Syndrome hair. I am not completely convinced but it is obvious that I love my new phone, its camera and it clearly loves me. You can compare and contrast for yourselves.

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Get out of Jail Free

Tucked into the current 700 Billion dollar bail out package before Congress is this interesting line:

"Decisions by the Secretary pursuant to the authority of this Act are non-reviewable and committed to agency discretion, and may not be reviewed by any court of law or any administrative agency."

Other than reporting to congress once every six month's it is totally up to the discretion of the Secretary of the Treasury of what to do with 700 Billion. That's 2,324 dollars for every man, women and child.

There should be a wife-clause in this thing where he should have to at least ask his wife what she thinks. Doesn't every man have a wife clause? Maybe this is the solution.

Saturday, September 20, 2008

Sesame Street is wrong.

Sharing is not fun or good when it comes to a bed. I have wacked Leslie many times already and sleeping has been a chore. The biggest problem is that I rip the sheets off of her. We realized that we didn't have to share and this has been great. We each have our own sheet and it's wonderful

We both are sleeping well.

Thursday, September 11, 2008

Wedding Pics

Here are a few teasers of the many lovely pictures taken during our wedding.

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Shaking your replaced hip

One of the great treats of the honeymoon happened to us at the local Wal-Mart. This was a classic retro Wal-Mart from 1992. We made a quick run out of our hotel room to smuggle in refreshments that were not 3.00 dollars a can and got some snacks and other fun things to pass the time of sitting on our bed and watching it rain. There was an older lady in front of us, your classic grandma type, buying two things. One of them made total sense, all purpose flour, but I was struggling to figure out the CD she was holding in her hand. She went on to the cashier about how she was so glad it was out and it became clear she was not buying this for her grandson.

We had sometime out front of the store, because there was a massive storm passing by, to inquire what in the world is going on here. So here is our friends new awesome album. She thinks he is the most talented singer and he can sing anything. She also likes that Jesus is in some of the titles of his songs. Can you imagine your grandma making biscuits with her all purpose flour and asking her to turn down the Kid Rock? A late wedding present for us to enjoy.

Wednesday, September 3, 2008


If I got a McCain/Palin Bumper sticker and cut his name out would this be okay? Les and I had a blast watching her speak. She did everything with a smile and did it all like a hotty version of Tina Fey. I might just write her in and not vote for McCain. What did you people think? Does she have the Mom vote?

Tuesday, September 2, 2008

Loosing a Legend

Mr. Jerry Reed, the Snowman to those who loved Smokey and the Bandit, died today. This man dripped with talent, flair and good old fashioned culture.

East bound and Out was his crown laid upon the movie Smokey and the Bandit but my absolute favorite is Amos Moses. No one has ever written a better song about alligator hunting. Please enjoy my tribute to Jerry and feel free to share your thoughts and memories of this icon of country fame and trucker lore.